The Kingston Trio - Goober peas

Sittin' by the roadside ^Con a summer's ^Fday Chattin' with my mess mates and ^Cpassing time away ^FSittin' in the shadow ^Bbunderneath the trees ^FGoodness how delicious, ^Ceating goober ^Fpeas

Peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! ^CEating goober ^Fpeas Peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! ^CEating goober ^Fpeas

When a farmer passes, the ^Csoldiers have a ^Frule To cry out at their loudest, "^CMister, here's your mule" ^FBut there is a pleasure, en^Bbchantinger than these It's ^Fwearing out your grinders, ^Ceating goober ^Fpeas

Peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! ^CEating goober ^Fpeas Peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! ^CEating goober ^Fpeas

Just before the battle, the ^CGeneral hears a ^Frow He said, "The Yanks are coming, I ^Chear their rifles now" He ^Fturned around in wonder and ^Bbwhat do you think he sees? The ^FGeorgia militia, ^Ceating goober ^Fpeas!

Peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! ^CEating goober ^Fpeas Peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! ^CEating goober ^Fpeas

We think this song has lasted ^Calmost long e^Fnough The subject is most interesting, but ^Crhymes are mighty rough ^FWhen this war was over, when ^Bbfree from rags and fleas We'll ^Fkiss our wives and sweethearts and then we'll ^Cgobble goober ^Fpeas